I am a selfish, impulsive son of a bitch, so it’s time I act like it. Even if that means doing the forbidden. I bite into my wrist and push it to her lips. “Drink.” She’s too weak, she’s fading. In a last, desperate attempt, I gather every ounce of my power and focus it on Cinder. Pupils dilating, all the horrible details come into painfully clear focus. My thrall, fueled by the depth of my love for her, surges forward, enveloping her. She resisted my father’s ability, but I have something more powerful than he could ever understand. Her trust and consent. That night I marked her, she let me
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